"Got it."
"How come you're such a chatterbox."
Chen Dili and Chen Dixue chuckled and said.
Lin Tian escorted Chen Dili and Chen Dixue down the mountain; he led the way while the two girls followed behind.
Throughout the journey, Chen Dili and Chen Dixue chattered nonstop like two larks, their crisp and pleasant voices making Lin Tian itch inside.
Fortunately, he was a good guy, otherwise, he would have just raped them right there.
Lin Tian thought to himself.
After descending the mountain and exchanging contact information, the two young ladies from the city drove off in their Audi luxury car and soon disappeared from sight.
Lin Tian went to the clinic, emptied the herbs from his back basket into the yard, and then brushed the dust off his clothes before heading home.
As soon as he entered the house, he smelled a strong fragrance.
"Little Aunt, what are we eating tonight?" Lin Tian asked.
"Braised pork and soft-shelled turtle soup."
